The past is past.
The present is now.
The lifeless tree stands alone.
It had revived a thousand times.
And for thousand times, it had inspissated.
It still remains in the past,
Against the dark world, unknowing the fact that the future is uncertain.

******

Kathir is paying off for what he did..

Already PS family is paying off by seeing Kathir as a bachelor..

Now it's his turn..

If she doesn't do anything, Kathir will be having this guilt till he dies..

Or he may die because of this guilt..

Who knows?

Whom to be blamed?

When the fate decides to play a game, you can't move against it..

He takes a breath..

KARMA IS A BITCH..

HE FUCKED UP HIS OWN LIFE AND OTHER'S LIFE IN A BEAUTIFUL WAY..

He doesn't know if there is any solution to reset things back in a right way..

He didn't realise the fact that he destroyed it way back..

Let him hear the music played by the demons..

Little that he knew is, Karma already started it's play...

Let him see what the Karma and the time hold for him..

Until then, he will be losing his sleep, his peacefulness and everything he had earned hard all these years..

This is the first of all the nights that are going to be one such..

That are going to taunt him forever..

His memories go back..

To those days..

His very own engagement..

Happy faces..

Nisha..His bride-to-be..

Those were the days, when he was happy with her..

Those where days, when he literally enjoyed every moment with her..

Those were the days..

If the love didn't get breakup for the God knows why reason, things would have been entirely different now..

He would have been a good husband and a great father..

But, then, one more turmoil happened..

He had been rejected again..

Life has been so cruel to him..

Ever since..

Life ditched him..

People ditched him..

He ditched others..

Why him, always?

He sees himself in the mirror everyday..

Isn't he handsome?

Doesn't he look good?

Forget the looks..

He had a good heart..

Why didn't people understand it?

His eyes ooze out the tears..

He thinks of his fate which is laughing at him without showing mercy..

He closes his eyes to remember the day..

One particular day when he was totally a different kathir..

The thought of that day can still send jolts to his spine..

With his eyes clenching shut, he goes back down the memory lane..

*****

Mature content ahead.
It's very delicate and sensitive stuff.
This part doesn't support anything such in real.
Please don't try this without consulting a proper GYNAECOLOGIST.
Any facts that are provided here AREN'T TRUE OR PROVEN.
This is just for entertainment purpose.
Kindly skip if you feel uncomfortable or if you have an aversion over such things.
Iam assuring you that this part doesn't have any deal-breaking effect in the future parts.
So, u can always skip.
I know, this disclaimer thing is damn irritating, but still I have to.
Thanks for understanding.

****
The layer covering atmosphere had an aura of brightness as the light flickered through it and reached the surface of Earth,making it scorching..

The sun finding its way from horizon to the summit of sky pierced it's lucid sunlight to the people which made their faces plastered with a glow..

The orange-ish and yellowish glow in the sky was radiating in every possible direction..

Kathir was sitting next to her..

She was already so restless..

She was choking up with pain..

The pain she used to undergo each and every month..

The pain was throbbing in her guts..

It was warm and deep..

She had cramps..

The worst of all..

She felt like somebody had their hand in there and were squeezing her organs as hard as they can..

K tried to pacify her..

But, nothing worked out..

She holded her hands in assurance..

They knew what they were going to do next..

She had seen this look from him several times..

Was it hungry?

Was it caring?

No one knows..

That was the first time a man was touching her when her red wings were on..

He slowly removed her pants..

She tried to stop him..

He lifted his face to ask her what happened..

'This is awkward..

I feel so ashamed..

My uterus is ditching me every month'

- She replied in between her sobs..

K-Do you want to get rid of the cramps?

'Yeah, I do..This pain is cracking me up..

It's breaking me up into two..'

K-Have u ever heard about this one?

If not, google it up..

Believe me, it will help u to come out of this pain to some extent..

But, only if you wish to..

Iam not compelling you at any cost..

I can do this only with your consent..

Take ur time and do let me know..

I'll sit here..

She wasn't aware of this..

She tried to grasp everything through the basic googling..

As time passed away, the pain commanded her attention..

It cowed her brain into meek submission demanding a solution that she had never been aware of..

She holded his hands..

Pleaseeee...

She whispered..

He, who was expecting this anytime sooner, went near her..

Wiped her tears with his thumb..

Kissed her on her forehead and salty cheeks..

He removed her panties and sanitary napkin as well..

He slowly started with his fingers..

She was over sensitive and her parts were swollen already..

He did it slowly..

It was lubricated well more than enough..

She was reluctant at first because of her embarrassment..

It was bit coaxing for her to get convinced..

But, she opened herself to come out of the freaking pain..

No wonder her libido was in overdrive then..

The smell of her own blood and the liquids, started arousing her..

As so he went down, it was an incredible experience..

It was so primal..

She was so responsive..

She warned him in forehand before he entered into her..

He just ignored, or rather accepted it with a coy smile..

He entered her..

He was gentle..

Very much gentle..

Giving her enough time and space to take him up..

Slowly, pausing every now and then..

It was not something that came out of lust..

It happened as a therapy..

Slowly, he pumped it in and out,back up to a thumping pace, each thrust beat by beat, her pulse returning rapidly to normal..

They went all the way to the seventh heaven..

Her blood, her juices, his juices- everything mixed together..

It felt amazing..

Blood was oozing out from herself in his manhood, legs and hands, a relentless flow of crimson..

But however, she felt no pain..

The blood streaks were there in their legs and stomach..

There was bleed everywhere..

Floor, bed, all over them..

He had carefully kept their dress a bit away from the place..

They didn't get drenched up in the pool of blood..

They panted for breath..

She felt a lot better then..

K asked her how was she..

She smiled relievingly and nods yes..

He cleaned up himself..

K took up his dresses and pushed himself onto it..

He bid bye to her after checking with her if she really needed anything and went back to home..

***

Kathir can now sense the same metallic smell..

It takes his breath..

It is because he clenched his hands so tight that the nails are digging his palms and the blood seems to come out..

As he is sitting in the long dug grave, clasping his hands, memories are ransacking his mind..

Tormented with what could have been and what should have been, words and regrets taunt him with a savage intensity..

The images are so acute, so crystal clear, it is like living with a ghost..

How he longs to curl up in that pool of blood and bed into an eternal slumber, to be close to her forever more..

His pain comes like a sudden squall out at the sea..

Bullets of rain from his closed clouds of brown beads come through his cheeks are pounding him with absolute brutality...

Sometimes the pain crushes us..

It leaves us incapable of everything..

It leaves us broken in and out...

The tears will roll down..

The screams will escape past our quivering lips..

Hallucinations may come..

It won't allow us to react and let the steam go...

It will force the steam to keep burning us, staining us, straining us..

He remembers why he went there, to meet her..

He wanted to ask her about their marriage..

What happened was something entirely opposite..

He didn't have chance to ask that time..

He was concerned about her cramps..

But then, he missed a important chance..

Looking for one more opportunity which he had later, just to miss..

Just then, she rejected him..

Whyyyyy???

He doesn't know..

Till now..

The Kathir who was caring and waiting for the consent, has made a clear manhandling today, according to him..

Even if it isn't..

He doesn't know what M thinks of him..

Even if he knows well the pleasure is mutual..

It's been ages since he touched a woman..

He was never a saint..

He was,is and will be a man of flesh, emotions and blood..

He is a human, after all like everyone..

But , what he did today, was never in his thoughts..

Why did he do?

Did he become a beast all of a sudden?

Why him?

Why her?

Why? Why? Why?

The question runs in his mind constantly and he feels like his head is spinning continuously...

The pain that the scratches made by his own nails helps him to get back his senses..

He washes away the blood from his palms..

But not from his memories or brain or heart..

He can't..

He comes back to see the sky through his window..

He can't help but compare the night with his own state of mind...

Just like these clouds, his insides are in a chaos...

A mess...

Everything is bothering him...

Everything is hurting him..

Everything aches inside him..

Everything feels so wrong, so invalid but he can't decipher it..

He tries to pin point the cause for this unexplained pain, but fails...

He tries to reason this unbearable burning, but can't find one such as everything is a mess..

Everything feels so confused, just like a jumbled set of a puzzle..

A puzzle that Kathir doesn't know how to solve..

Vinnum odudhae..
Mannum odudhae...
Kangal sivanthu thalai suthiyadhae..
Idhayam valikudhae iravu kodhikudhae..

-Will recur..